Goran Bregovic ≫ Get The Money

**Prof. Dr. Sinsi** · 11-29-2012

Get The Money
Hey lucky people, north and south
This is your leader, i'm called "the mouth"
We're gonna play a game that's funny
Get the, get the, get the money

Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money

Walking on the beach, all disenchanted
Blackness in my heart
Anything they want now, they can't stop me,energy goes dead

Riviera buildings, high, depressing
Look like cookie boxes
In my heart a huricane is blowing
In my head a clock ticks

Tic-tack

Get the money, mr

potato
Get the money, pay the eskimo

Money, money, money, money, money

Abc
Schoolboys, schoolgirls, don't make funny
Take a deep breath, get the money

Money, money, money, money, money

A lot of neigbourhood, oncrete and windows
Uphere on the mountain
I wonder if somebody sees me walking
I could hide in that fountain

Pretty little girl, i like to know her, coming this way
Back in school, i can't believe that i could not obey

Get the money, mr

potato
Get the money, pay the eskimo

Money, money, money, money, money

Crawl on your belly, bust your skull
There's the money, real as hell

William tell

Money, money, money, money, money
Money, money

I met an actor, river speed boat
He made crabby movies
Robin maxwell had a yacht
But it didn't die so groovy

Me, i confess, i like to swim and
Watch the telly,my news
I've been hanging 'round the beach
But the money pays my kwanos

Get the money, mr

potato
Get the money, pay the eskimo

Money, money, money, money, money,

It's kind of like a fortress, it's kind of like a tomb
Sitting with your money in a near dark room

Feels like a discharge, feels like a death
Feels like a taste of dying breath

Feels like a toed, feels like a frog
Feels like a serpent, all night long

11-29-2012	#1
Prof. Dr. Sinsi	Goran Bregovic ≫ Get The Money Get The Money Hey lucky people, north and south This is your leader, i'm called "the mouth" We're gonna play a game that's funny Get the, get the, get the money Money, money, money, money, money Money, money Walking on the beach, all disenchanted Blackness in my heart Anything they want now, they can't stop me,energy goes dead Riviera buildings, high, depressing Look like cookie boxes In my heart a huricane is blowing In my head a clock ticks Tic-tack Get the money, mr potato Get the money, pay the eskimo Money, money, money, money, money Abc Schoolboys, schoolgirls, don't make funny Take a deep breath, get the money Money, money, money, money, money A lot of neigbourhood, oncrete and windows Uphere on the mountain I wonder if somebody sees me walking I could hide in that fountain Pretty little girl, i like to know her, coming this way Back in school, i can't believe that i could not obey Get the money, mr potato Get the money, pay the eskimo Money, money, money, money, money Crawl on your belly, bust your skull There's the money, real as hell William tell Money, money, money, money, money Money, money I met an actor, river speed boat He made crabby movies Robin maxwell had a yacht But it didn't die so groovy Me, i confess, i like to swim and Watch the telly,my news I've been hanging 'round the beach But the money pays my kwanos Get the money, mr potato Get the money, pay the eskimo Money, money, money, money, money, It's kind of like a fortress, it's kind of like a tomb Sitting with your money in a near dark room Feels like a discharge, feels like a death Feels like a taste of dying breath Feels like a toed, feels like a frog Feels like a serpent, all night long